Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“You could hear that?” Qin Xue widened her eyes and asked him.

“Yes, the sound of a man walking is different from a woman’s,” said Chu Molin, who was trained to discern such details.

“I know their footfall is different, but I always feel as if the difference isn’t huge. If you don’t pay close attention you can’t tell,” said Qin Xue, a medical student, who knew about this but had trouble discerning the difference.

“A man’s body scent is also different from a woman’s, you can judge based on these two factors together,” Chu Molin softly told his wife, who alternated between shrewdness and silliness.

“Oh.” Qin Xue could tell the difference when they were close, but from afar she couldn’t discern as accurately as Chu Molin just did.

“Alright, stop dwelling on it. Let’s pack up and head back,” Chu Molin said with a smile to his wife.

“Okay, Gu Beilin’s face will definitely be priceless in a moment,” Qin Xue thought cheerily. “Serve her right for unnecessarily angering me. If she doesn’t know about my capabilities, she won’t feel scared.”

“You naughty girl,” Chu Molin fondly looked at his wife.

“Do you like me this way?” Qin Xue eagerly asked Chu Molin.

“Come over here and I’ll tell you,” Chu Molin said as he beckoned Qin Xue with his fingers.

“I’m not coming over,” Qin Xue was no fool; she knew there’s mischief in store for her.

Chu Molin chuckled at her words, this girl has learned some tricks. But did she really think she could escape?

“Hehe, what are you afraid of?” Chu Molin chuckled as he looked at Qin Xue.

“Who said I’m afraid?” Qin Xue retorted.

“If you’re not scared, then why don’t you dare come over?” Chu Molin asked, as calm as possible.

“Fine, I’ll come over,” Qin Xue muttered. She knew Chu Molin must be up to something, but she couldn’t resist his provocation.

“What a good girl.” Chu Molin tenderly rubbed her head.

“Hurry up and say it.” Qin Xue was annoyed.

“Alright, I’ll tell you.” Chu Molin leaned in close to her ear and spoke, word by word.

Chu Molin observed as Qin Xue’s face slowly changed color, a smile playing on his lips.

“Eh, are you sure?” Qin Xue asked, unable to believe what she had heard.

“Of course.” Chu Molin affirmed with a smile.

“Fine, I trust you.” Qin Xue nodded.

“Hahaha,” Chu Molin chuckled mirthfully. His wife was just too cute.

“Stop laughing.” Qin Xue felt embarrassed. This man was simply…

“Xue’er, come here.” Chu Molin’s eyes shone with mirth.

“What?” Qin Xue moved closer, unsure of what he wanted.

“Nothing, let’s go home,” Chu Molin flicked her forehead with a smile.

“Ouch! That hurts!” Qin Xue glared at him.

“That’s the point.” Chu Molin helped her with the packed pastries.

“What do you mean?” Qin Xue was slightly confused about Chu Molin’s behavior.

“Don’t overthink it. Let’s hurry up, it’s getting dark,” Chu Molin pointed outside the window and said to Qin Xue.

“Has it been that long since we came out?” Qin Xue felt that they hadn’t been out for too long.

“Think about how much tea and how many snacks you had.” Chu Molin noticed that even though Qin Xue ate a lot, she didn’t seem to gain weight.

“Ehehe.” Qin Xue responded with an embarrassed laugh upon hearing his words.

At the cash register, Gu Beilin and her friend were informed that they had to pay for another set of ordered items.

“Why do I have to pay for this? We didn’t order any of these items,” a furious Gu Beilin retorted back to the cashier.